"You... Yao Zhen! Don't think that you are the only one who is loyal to the sect and has the heart to destroy demons and bandits. Did Senior Brother He and I ever retreat and dodge when we were fighting against the enemy?" The young man who spoke before, Said resentfully.
He originally thought that Yao Zhen, who was walking in front, would fight back.
Unexpectedly, the other party took a few steps forward, and then suddenly squatted down. Then he dug out a broken finger from the crack in the stone.
The fingers were rotten, indicating that they had been separated from the body for a long time.
Yao Zhen was carefully looking at the break of his severed finger.
The young man who had not spoken before took the initiative to step forward, took a closer look at the severed finger in Yao Zhen's hand, and said in a serious tone: "It should have been bitten off, and the tooth marks...seemed to be something." Something that bites and tears inwards."
"Inward?" The young men who had previously grabbed Yao Zhen and wanted to quarrel with him also gathered around him and looked at him carefully.
Yao Zhen put down his severed finger, then raised his sword and said to the two of them: "Look, I'm guarding the surroundings. It's not safe here!"
The sky is clear, but the river wind is still biting.
The mountains, trees, and grass... were still silent, but in the wind, the trees and grass blades rubbed against each other, making various simple sounds.
"What's so unsafe? We haven't entered a dangerous area yet, it's just outside..." The young man who had always been at odds with Yao Zhen muttered in a low voice.
"No! It's not safe. I haven't heard the sound of any animals here. This place is far away from the city and belongs to the wilderness, but I haven't even seen a bird... It's really wrong!" Another young man denied it rationally. Got him.
Then he dropped his severed finger, held the weapon at horns with Yao Zhen, and looked around cautiously.
Suddenly...a gust of evil wind came.
A dark shadow suddenly pounced on the young man who had been chattering and having trouble with Yao Zhen.
The young man took action in embarrassment, shooting continuously with both palms, making a thunderous explosion.
He used Thunder Palm, an elder of the Zhenwu Sect. In the world of high martial arts, he adapted and created a palm technique based on the real-life Thunder Shock Technique and Palm Thunder. The palm technique is fierce and the palm wind is fast. Even in today's era where unique skills often appear, it can be regarded as a unique one.
Amidst the continuous lightning and thunder, the black shadow that was hit only paused for a moment, and then roared and pounced on the young man.
Then he completely ignored the young man's palm prints and punches on his body, and bit the opponent's face.
Boom!
The sword energy tore through the air and cut off the black shadow's head.
Blood splashed all over the young man's face, and his whole body seemed to be dyed red.
Although the head had been severed and the black shadow clung to the young man's body, it was still tearing at him, scratching the young man all over his body.
What's even more frightening is that some tender flesh buds can be seen from the black shadow's broken neck.
"Rebirth of a severed limb?"
"No! This is rebirth after decapitation. I have never heard of such martial arts. Is it possible that... there are really some people in this world who have practiced some evil arts?" None of them were pure martial artists, but came from Although the monks in the other world were surprised to be decapitated and reborn, they were not panicked.
"Break his Dantian and penetrate his Qi sea. Without Qi... no matter how magical the martial arts is, it won't work." Another young man said and had already taken action.
Several steel needles were inserted into the body of the headless black shadow.
A certain aura that was swelling in the black shadow seemed to be suppressed for a moment.
Then, it became demonized again.
Countless tendrils of flesh grew out of the torn parts of his body, and some strange and evil eyeballs opened on his body, then stared at Yao Zhen and the others in horror.
What grew out of the broken neck, the climbing tendrils, was not a human head, but twisted, weird and ugly sarcoma. In addition to the wildly rotating eyeballs and squirming granules, the sarcoma has some weird stomata. The stomata are filled with wind, but they emit some harsh and soul-piercing whistling sounds.
"What the hell is this... Get him away quickly! Get him away quickly!" The young man who was tightly grabbed by the black shadow began to roar loudly.
Yao Zhen struck one after another, and the black figure's body was chopped into pieces repeatedly.
But a bloody fascia and a large amount of chopped flesh still clung to the young man and wrapped him up like a big bloody cocoon.
"Quit the world quickly!" Another young man shouted loudly.
But there was no response in the big cocoon wrapped in blood.
Then... something seemed to be swelling in the cocoon and about to jump out.
"Get out of the way!" Yao Zhen snorted coldly, sheathed the long sword in his hand, and then pulled it out.
The sharp sword energy quickly moved back and forth twenty-two times.
Each sword energy struck the big bloody cocoon.
The big cocoon flowed out of bright red blood that was as bright as gems.
A big eyeball peeked out from the gap in the broken cocoon.
The bloody eyes were filled with twisted bloodshot eyes and fleshy tendons.
It just stared at the two of them.
Afterwards, the true energy in the two people's bodies surged rapidly, and inexplicably... they began to feel tingling and itching all over their bodies.
"It's a curse!"
"It's a curse! We are cursed! Recite the body-cleansing spell!" said another young man besides Yao Zhen.
The two chanted the mantra at the same time, but found that it was of no avail.
The body-cleansing spell that comes from reality cannot be used in this world without reasonable transformation.
Tufts of black bristles began to grow on their bodies.
Some crazy thoughts breed and grow in the hearts of the two of them, and they grow rapidly under the influence of distracting thoughts, fear, terror... as well as the malice, pride, and mania suppressed in their hearts.
"Hahahaha...!" The young man first let out a terrible laugh.
He turned his eyes crazily, like flexible glass balls, constantly turning.
Then he put both hands into his mouth at the same time, tearing a big gash at the corner of his mouth.
He pulled out his tongue and chewed his fingers with his teeth.
Yao Zhen also started to go crazy. He held a long sword and kept cutting the air, releasing the terrifying sword energy.
It seemed as if a large number of enemies appeared in front of him.
"fist!"
"Six people are ready in time, and they ride on six dragons to control the sky!"
The terrifying fist seal, like a galloping dragon chariot, fell from the sky. It shattered the big bloody cocoon and also shattered Yao Zhen and the young man who was falling into self-mutilation madness.
The blood mist that filled the top of the cliff still seemed to be murmuring with confusion and madness.
"Demon?"
"No... this absolutely crazy smell doesn't sound like a demon. What is it?" A tall and muscular man in a gray short shirt and trousers descended from the sky.
Then he waved his sleeves and rolled the crazy blood mist around him into a wine jar he carried with him.
After sealing the mouth of the wine vat, the man did not move forward rashly, but carried the large vat and turned back in the river breeze.
"Elder Li is well-informed and may know what this is."
"There's something wrong with this crazy smell. It doesn't seem like something that should exist in this world."
